Ye wanted to find that since he entered the Hell Cinema, he was in danger of dying, and was refreshed time and time again.
Just like now.
If any person were to change places with Ye Xiang, he would be scared out of his wits and piss and shit. There's no shame in that, human beings, life is too fragile in horror movies. Even though he has the identity of a ghost messenger, it is impossible to predict how the ghost will act when Yu Shuo has not woken up. A plot that is out of the control of the script is the most terrifying thing for an actor.
However, at this moment, Ye Xiang was biting his lips tightly, forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart. He knows, don't panic, don't panic in any situation, if you panic, you will die.
There was still silence in the corridors of the hotel.
The sound of wind and rain outside cannot be heard here.
At the moment, it's really a standard horror movie scene. Next, no one can predict what will happen.
Ye Xiang's mind began to clear up. At this moment, the environment was pitch black, and the fragments of the mirror were also unusable. He has been fully prepared mentally.
At the Thirteenth Degree Cinema in Hell, the film has been shown for an hour and a half. There are still about forty minutes until the end of the movie.
Jiao Mengqi was standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom at the moment.
At this time, she was completely naked, with her back to the mirror. Turning his head to look, the terrifying tattoo is still shocking. From time to time she reached out and stroked the tattoo.
Everything is as she planned. Wouldn't it be so easy to kill someone who didn't choose the parasitic cursed thing? You must know that because of the characters in the movie, it is very difficult to kill them. But... if it was the cursed thing that killed itself out of control, it was not her responsibility, and naturally it would not be NG.
Jiao Mengqi is full of confidence in his plan.
At this moment, that tattoo, obviously... changed! He was originally a pale man, but he grew a head of long black hair! Even Fang Leng didn't know the true horror of this lowered head tattoo.
To deal with demons, it is natural to rely on the power of demons. Jiao Mengqi showed a sinister smile at this moment.
Then she began to turn around.
Her figure is actually quite good, although it is a lot worse than Cheng Xuesong's devil's golden ratio, but it is still quite good. But at this time, looking at her naked body will be creepy.
That tattoo... has actually extended to the front!
At this moment, countless black tattoos appeared from her shoulders to her lower chest. This is not there. This tattoo is constantly changing and spreading all over her body! The tattoo on the back has also spread to between the double thighs!
If it continues like this, it may spread to the face, and it won't take long.
Fortunately... At this time, Xu Hui is going to co-star in a horror movie with her! For her, put this curse on her body and let her go back to hell. Even if he couldn't kill that person, he could at least kill Ouyang Chu and Zhao Kongying.
"An Yuexing, this is just the beginning!"
An Yuexing, these three names are synonymous with horror in Hell Twenty Degree Cinema, and few people dare to confide these three words easily. However, she, who was covered with lowered head tattoos all over her body, was not afraid.
Li Weisi...
She thought of that man Li Weisi. Frankly speaking, she didn't want Li Weisi to die at all. On the contrary, she was still praying that Li Weisi would never die in "Ghost Hotel".
In the mirror, her body already covered with tattoos exuded a sense of strangeness and terror. The pale-faced man's hair was constantly entangled around her body.
For this tattoo, Jiaomengqi is just a "nest". Although in a movie theater, the curse will be suppressed, but in a horror movie, it will continue to develop. This is the most top-notch, vicious, terrifying, and cruelest cursed thing.
Then, at last, she put her clothes back on. She found that there were also diffuse tattoos on her arms, so she put on long sleeves. Not only that, but the collar is also pulled very high. As for how long it will last, I don't know.
The fierce light in his eyes could no longer be restrained.
soon... soon...
She knows better than anyone. What a horror Nittler is. In this hell cinema world, she is probably the only one who dares to challenge An Yuexing directly without fear of death. Even if someone really wants to do that, they will choose to hide their strength and bide their time, and choose to hibernate. However, she is Jiao Mengqi, not anyone else. If she wants revenge, she will never hide her fangs, even if they die together in the end, she will not stop.
She even knows better than anyone else. Even if she managed to kill An Yuexing, she would not live long. A demon who can be second only to Satan, the curse to kill her is not much different from crushing an ant. So, for her, she was ready to die. Of course, the premise is that she can really kill An Yuexing.
All the information related to An Yuexing was death coupons calculated in units of thousands. Because a piece of information related to him must be exchanged with bloodshed and sacrifice. Therefore, she made a lot of careful plans on how to kill An Yuexing. As far as she is concerned, as long as she brings the curse of lowering her head into hell, she has a way to plant a wedge. An Yuexing, no matter what, was an actor, not a real devil. If she doesn't believe that the other party is really immortal!
When walking out the door, Jiao Mengqi suppressed the murderous intent in his eyes. There are still forty minutes until the end of "Ghost Hotel". To her, Ye Xiang, Shi Qingxiu, and Mo Qiushi are dead or alive, she doesn't mind at all. The reason why I advised Ye Xiang last time was just a whim. For her, it is the same whether the people around are dead or alive.
Only Yu Shuo was an exception.
As far as Jiao Mengqi is concerned, it doesn't matter if everyone in this movie theater dies, but only Bai Yushuo, she doesn't want her to die. Even though the relationship with Fang Leng was so bad now, at least she never spoke ill of Bai Yushuo.
After Yichuan's death, life and death didn't mean much to her. Instead of continuing to act hopelessly in this hell world until one day he dies in a horror movie, he would rather die for Yi Chuan. However, Bai Yushuo was different. She hoped at least her revenge would not involve her.
And she would never have imagined that Yu Shuo had fallen into a coma at this moment, and she had to rely on Ye Xiang to protect her. Moreover, she would never have imagined that Ye Xiang was caught in a life-and-death situation twice in order to protect Yu Shuo.
To her, Ye Xiang, who was just an insignificant rookie actor, she would never have imagined that he had become the biggest variable in "Ghost Hotel" to turn the situation around.
Just as he walked out of the room, Jiao Mengqi suddenly felt a chilly gaze. How quick was his reaction to her who had lived in horror movies for a long time? She immediately turned around!
Not far behind her, she saw a pair of extremely cold eyes.
Beneath the curly hair was an extremely beautiful face. It's just that this face is too cold, especially those eyes. Doubling the chill.
"It's you?"
"It's me. Otherwise, who do you think it is? Miss Jiao Mengqi?"
At this moment, Wen Yufan kept turning a pen in his hand. The she just now has successfully taken out the pen seven times in a row without being grabbed by Cheng Xuesong's arm. Her reflexes are really excellent, which even surprised Wen Yufan himself.
At this time, she already had a sharp aura on her body, giving people a feeling that she was just showing her edge.
Under that sharpness, even Jiao Mengqi's face began to look a little unnatural.
"I have nothing to say to you."
After all, he is nothing more than a rookie actor. Perhaps Bai Yushuo attached great importance to her, but to Jiao Mengqi, Wen Yufan was not someone worthy of her attention.
"I have something to tell you." However, what Wen Yufan said next surprised her a little.
"About 'that person', can you tell me about it?" Wen Yufan pushed back his temple hair slightly and said, "I want to learn something from you, senior."
"It's up to you?" Jiao Mengqi sneered and said, "Yu Shuo has trained you for a while, and you don't know how powerful the sky is? You should just wait obediently. Yu Shuo will come back later. What do you have to say at that time?" , you talk to her."
"Although I'm a person with no discernment and don't know how to get along with others, it's because of this that I understand the mentality of the isolated people better." Yu Shuo turned the pen in his hand again and continued: "There are two kinds of people who are isolated. One is people who are incapable, and the other is people who are very likely. I belong to the first type, and you, senior, are obviously the second type."
Jiao Mengqi stopped in her tracks. She was not in the mood to talk nonsense with Wen Yufan, but at this moment, she changed her mind.
The pen in Wen Yufan's hand was spinning faster and faster.
"I want to live."
"So?" Jiao Mengqi began to have some interest in Wen Yufan.
"Others may think that seniors can't get along with each other, but I understand seniors' feelings very well. Because I was the same before. I was not understood and had no one to trust. Therefore, I am willing to be a senior's help."
After saying this, she looked at Jiao Mengqi again.
The latter began to show a playful smile.
"interesting… "
Wen Yufan continued: "I've said it before. I want to live. As a newcomer, survival is not an easy task. But no matter what, I want to live, and to live, I have to become sister Yushuo. However, I don't think I can fully copy her path. So, I...willing to walk my own path."
Jiao Mengqi gradually walked into Wen Yufan.
Her head was close to Wen Yufan's delicate and beautiful face, whispering softly in her ear.
"I will show you what a real devil is..."
Wen Yufan's expression didn't change at all.
"I'm mentally prepared for this."
And in the horror movie world of "Ghost Hotel". At this time, Ye Xiang had been standing against the wall for nearly ten minutes.
This kind of terrifying depression is enough to torture people to despair.
And at this moment, he suddenly felt that his leg was grabbed by a hand in the darkness!
Then, a familiar voice came.
"Luo Feng!"